The only strange thing is that none of the two families raised in such a bamboo sea land is a bit gentlemanly.

Not to mention the humble gentleman's sword cultivation family, there are not many wood system cultivation families.

The two families play drugs as a family, and the other is even more bizarre, famous for their escape and theft!!

The Dai family in the east, majoring in poison skills, is the standard left way.

The Liu family in the west does not belong to the left road, but it is not enough to reach the authentic Xuanmen.

They are known for their escape and transformation, and are proficient in rat transformation, and many of their disciples work part-time as thieves.

The ancestor of the Liu family is even more one, who has condensed the supernatural power of retreat at the peak of the tribulation, and has the famous overhaul of the qualification of the earth immortal!

However, I don't know if there is no spiritual object or if it is too biased, only after escaping and taking it out, I don't dare to cross the catastrophe to become an immortal, and it has been thousands of years since I stopped at the peak of the catastrophe.

It's also an old antique that is about to enter the earth!

A good Qingling Bamboo Sea, one is ruthless and vicious, and the other is obscene and mouse-eyed, all of which are a little smoky and miasma.

Moreover, it stands to reason that such two families also share a sea of bamboo, they should be mortal enemies, and even have various feuds, and they will never die.

However, the relationship between the two families is not bad!

When Wang Zijia learned the details of these two families, he felt that there was a nest of snakes.

Looking at the ethereal bamboo sea below, Wang Zijia had the information of the two families in his mind, and he always felt that it was a bit of a waste of such a treasure!

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Looking at the boundless bamboo sea, Wang Zijia stopped slightly.

"It's magnificent, it's a treasure." Wang Zijia said that he looked at Dai Jianjun beside him and said, "I heard that this bamboo sea was planted by your two families?" ”

Dai Jianjun also looked at Zhu Haidao with some feelings: "Yes, our two families did not have any ancient inheritance back then, many years ago, at the beginning of the great changes in heaven and earth, they came here to recuperate, and since then they have started planting bamboo." ”

"I didn't expect that one is that after so many years of hard work from generation to generation, Qingling Zhuhai has been created."

"If it weren't for this, a little-known small family like ours probably wouldn't be able to occupy such a treasure land."

This bamboo sea is indeed a treasure land, but not many people come to grab it.

Low-level families don't dare, and high-level families don't have to.

Because this place has been run by people from generation to generation, there must have been countless followers below, and in the end, even if it was really snatched down, it is estimated that the bamboo forest would be abandoned.

Why do you grab a piece of wasteland at the end?

Do you want to replant it yourself?

So why bother grabbing it?

Can't you find a place to plant yourself?

Because of this, the Dai and Liu families have such treasures.

It's a pity that the local business is good, but the family has always been unknown, inconspicuous, and the second-rate forces in the Eastern Wilderness are reluctant.

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Between the words, under the guidance of Dai Jianjun, they walked towards the depths of the bamboo sea.

Along the way, you can see that in the endless sea of bamboo, there are all kinds of monks who live, plant, and cultivate spiritual bamboo.

Most of the houses are bamboo houses, and many of them are even made of live bamboo, which is quite innovative.

When he came to the deeper range of the bamboo forest, Wang Zijia suddenly felt a sense of peeping, and a little threatening, so he suddenly stopped and looked to the side.

With Wang Zijia's vigilance, a large bamboo sea squirmed for a moment, as if there were huge creatures swimming dozens of feet inside.

However, until its movement completely disappeared, it did not show its head. Wang Zijia only roughly perceived that it seemed to be a giant python?

Dai Jianjun looked slightly shocked because of Wang Zijia's reaction, and glanced at Wang Zijia deeply, before he said: "Yunzhongzi Daoist don't need to be nervous, that's my family's spiritual ancestor." ”

"You still have a guardian spirit beast at home?" Wang Zijia said in surprise.

You must know that it is too difficult to raise a spirit beast in this era, and the idle family can't afford it, especially in the tens of thousands of years of early growth.

Moreover, if Wang Zijia is not mistaken, it is actually a catastrophe demon on the verge of becoming an immortal!

"It's not what you think!" Dai Jianjun hesitated.

When Wang Zijia heard this, he didn't interject, and looked at Dai Jianjun.

Dai Jianjun said slightly, explaining: "Daoist friends know that my family is mainly based on poison cultivation, right? ”

Wang Zijia nodded, but still didn't answer.

"Because of this, my family is also half a Gu cultivator, after all, Gu poison is not separated."

"However, compared to orthodox Gu cultivators, most of us will only choose one poisonous Gu for our fellow practitioners in our lifetime, which is also called Tongshen."

"In this process, the poisonous Gu of the same ginseng will quickly improve their cultivation like a monk. And the consequences are that most of them will live and die together, especially the longevity, which will mostly become as short as that of monks. ”

"However, this is not absolute, sometimes there are accidents, such as deliberately reversing the primary and secondary, with Gu as the main and people as the auxiliary, it will not affect the poisonous Gu Shouyuan. Nor will it be destroyed by death. ”

"On the contrary, because the Gu Guild is participating in the same position as the monk, it can quickly improve its cultivation. But this kind of existence is too difficult to appear. The spiritual ancestor that Daoyou saw was this kind of thing. ”

"Belong to the true ancestors of my family."

Wang Zijia was stunned for a moment, and said, "Be a servant for Gu?" ”

"Why not?" Dai Jianjun asked indifferently: "People and Gu were raised since childhood, and even have the bloodline of my Dai family, as long as the talent is enough, why can't you call the shots?" ”

When Wang Zijia heard this, he instantly thought of the situation of Gu Ling'er's two turtle sons!

My generation of monks, just be honest, snake or something, why not?

After all, in order to play the turtle cultivation dragon nine changes, it's normal to the snake warrior or something, right?!

Obviously, there are masters in the Dai family, at least those who are comparable to 'Xu Xian'!!

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At this moment, the two of them had come to the deepest part of the bamboo sea, where there was a small city with a strange shape.

The whole city seems to be embedded in a bamboo forest.

Most of the bamboo houses built on living bamboo are still alive, as if the pillars have grown out of the green huts themselves.

Classical, natural, with some exotic style, like a legendary elf world.

The two finally came to the depths of the small city, the core of the bamboo sea.

Stopped in a bamboo courtyard.

"Head of the house!"

"Ancestor!"

"I've seen the predecessors of Yun Zhongzi!"

“······”

In the courtyard, there was a large group of people who had been waiting for a long time at this moment, and when they saw Dai Jianjun and Wang Zijia, they immediately surrounded them.

A faint sadness filled the entire courtyard.

However, most of the generations are a little cloudy, and the breath is gloomy and cold, which should be the influence of the so-called Tongshen, most of the snake creatures selected.

The atmosphere of the whole courtyard is a little strange, surrounded by such a group of gloomy people sadly, and there is a bit of a gust of wind, as if you have come to a ghost den.

This made Wang Zijia's brows subconsciously tuft slightly.

Seeing this, Dai Jianjun's face turned pale, and he reprimanded: "What are you doing around crying, don't let Yunzhongzi Daoist friends see the joke." ”

Between the words, he turned his head to Wang Zijia and said: "Xiaomen and Xiaohu, there are no rules, so that Daoyou can laugh." ”

"It's okay, I see that the Daoyou family is quite harmonious, it's really rare."

Wang Zijia is not polite, this kind of snake player is gathered, and in the ethnic groups with a somewhat ruthless temperament, the atmosphere is actually good and harmonious, which is really strange!

Dai Jianjun smiled when he heard this, the crowd around him had already moved out of the way, and he made a gesture of invitation to Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia nodded slightly, and the two of them walked through the courtyard one after another, and came to the innermost part of the courtyard, in front of a large hall made of live bamboo that was suspected to be a cultivation room.

After the contemporary sword monarch led Wang Zijia into the main hall, even though he had already prepared, after seeing the target, he still didn't expect it······

A severely obese patient, not knowing whether to lie down or sit, stands in the center of the room, like a ball of pure fat.

Beneath him, there are countless huge bamboo beds woven from strange bamboo roots, many of which are jade-like bamboo roots, which have been pierced into the body of the obese person, as if to provide energy for it.

What's even more uncomfortable is that in the huge fat meat, a snow-white, scaleless strange snake is interspersed in it, like a nematode swimming in the fat meat!

And this thing that looks like a snake body has no head or tail, and it is really the same breath as the fat man.

The body of the snake, which wriggled like a nematode, seemed to be an arm-like limb of an obese person, and it was not a parasite.

makes the already disgusting picture even more uncomfortable.

Even the head of the obese person who is sleeping with his eyes closed at the moment is a little fat, and from time to time he spits out a half-meter-long snake letter like instinct, constantly swinging.

Deformed and weird!

Sure enough, most of the monks of this era, in their old age, became very abnormal due to the accumulation of various pollution.

In particular, these scattered cultivators who have been contaminated with the Left Way have a tendency to change.

Looking at this scene, Wang Zijia was slightly silent.

"Mingzu's state is indeed a bit bad." Dai Jianjun saw that Wang Zijia was silent, and said yes.

Wang Zijia came back to his senses slightly and said, "I've seen even worse." ”

Dai Jianjun's eyes lit up, and he said, "So, Daoist friends are sure?" ”

Wang Zijia said: "I need to check this specifically, before that, I need to know, do you plan to condense the inheritance artifact, or extract the inheritance and condense the classics?" ”

"If you can, condense the inheritance artifact. The younger generation has not been ideal in recent years, and there is no shortage of inheritance classics at home. Dai Jianjun already had a draft, so he didn't hesitate much.

"Then please wake people up and let me see the specific situation, so that I can finalize the specific plan." Wang Zijia nodded back.

When Dai Jianjun heard this, he didn't hesitate.

After all, this person looks in a bad state, but in fact, he is not dying, at least he is much better than Zhu Qi, if he wants to be poor, he will not dare to say it for hundreds of years, and he will still be able to do it for decades.

What's more, this person shouldn't want to live anymore.

As Dai Jianjun's mana fluctuated slightly, an illusory snake shadow emerged.

"Hiss ······"

A roar rang out and echoed in the hall.

In an instant, it was as if there were countless snakes screaming in the hall, and Wang Zijia seemed to have come to the snake's nest.

(End of chapter)